no hope left. [ jikook 지국 ]

barely

BARELY ; CHAPTER ONE

They stopped at an abandoned pharmacy, both boys turned their head to each other. "About the kid—" "Go in and find some supplies," Jimin sighed, looking at the backseat finding the girl asleep. "She'll make it," Jungkook looked at him, confidently. "How would you know that? For all we know, she could be dead by the time we got home." "You don't know that," Jungkook gritted his teeth, fists clenched. "Fuck you, man," he rolled eyes and got out of the car. The door closed shut, a loud noise was made. Yoojung woke up, rubbing her eyes softly while holding her stomach.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, sweetie. Go back to sleep. It'll help to ease the pain," he turned to her, giving her his sweetest smile possible. He didn't want to look like he'd known that she'll be dead anytime soon. "Okay," she shut her eyes close again, getting back to her comfortable position.

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"Fuck, fuck, fuck—" The aisle dropped as it almost hit Jungkook. "Fuck! Runners will come. I better hurry!" he picked whatever can of food he could grab on. He got a few energy bar, some medicine, a bottle of water and an antispetic. He zipped the zipper hurriedly, and the zipper got stuck! He pulled the zipper forcefully, looking up at an incoming runner coming into his direction. "Shit!" Leaving the zipper open, he slung it on his back, few of his things came out. He stopped on his tracks, turned around and tried grabbing the things before a runner came, pushing him down on the ground.

"Get off of me, you piece of shit!" he pushed the runner's chest. It didn't budge whatsoever! He reached behind his pants, there was a pocket knife on one side of his back pockets. With all of his energy, he slashed the runner's throat, blood splashing everywhere on his face.

"Fucking gross," he pushed the dead body off of him, panting hard from the intense situation earlier. Picking up the things earlier, he got up and reaching a piece of cloth in his backpack.

"Fucking hell, what happened?" Jimin sat up in his seat, coming back to sense from his sleepy state. His eyes widen as he eyed his face, blood stuck on the latter's face everywhere. "Nothing, just a runner and it got me on the ground. I had no choice but to slice its throat." The elder sighed in relief, he was brave for a 17 year old. "Wipe that shit off your face. It smells fucking awful," he frowned, throwing another piece of cloth to the latter as the one before smelled like shit and was stained with blood.

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"Welcome to the family, lil fella," Jimin sarcasticly said, the expression showed no excitement. She held on her teddy bear—which Jungkook found at the back of the car, he didn't knew it existed until then! "It smells awful here," she managed to say, pinching her nose to get rid of the horrid smell from getting in her nose further more. "Yeah, no shit. Bear with it for a few days. After that, we're getting out of here," he lazily slouched himself on the couch, legs sprawling. "We can't stay here?" she asked, cocking up her eyebrow. Jimin sighed, frustrated by the little question she asked. "If you want to then, I am pleased to leave you here with this shitty air freshener," he sat up on the couch, looked backwards to see the girl holding the teddy bear a few feet from the couch. She squinted her eyes, showing him an annoyed expression.

"Whatever."

He rolled his eyes, before closing them, drifting to dream land.